They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness, as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods. — Edith Wharton Morning sun’s brushstrokes capture fresh spring’s golden hues — a gossamer breath. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied,Continue reading “Butterfly Haiku 2”
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A Balance of Truth
…like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a parched land. — from Isaiah 32:2 Let us put to sleep our distress, stow our woes in sunken chests, hide away our sorrows, push down the unrest of our weary souls, not in denial of a difficult world, butContinue reading “A Balance of Truth”
Dawn Chorus
“I would like to paint the way a bird sings.” — Claude Monet What do the birds know that makes them join the dawn chorus, silhouettes on a wire, shadows underneath a sleepy moon — they are as primed to greet the sun as the mellow lunar orb is ready to retreat, find rest withinContinue reading “Dawn Chorus”
Peace
I walked out into spring on Christmas Eve — a pink sky, a warm breeze — and time became meaningless as I was stilled into that perfection, the beauty of the calm and joyful hope — there will be peace on earth. —C.L. Fisher, December 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are theContinue reading “Peace”
Morning Blessing
I will wake the dawn with my song.—Psalm 108:2 It is simple, really, just part of my everyday, most times before I speak, but after I kiss my husband, I amble my way to the kitchen, begin to brew my first cup, and I am overwhelmed with the blessing of just waking up. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “Morning Blessing”
Shiny Friend
Be gracious in waves, giant, glorious waves of brilliant blue joy, or in beaming rays like the warm-noon sun, or like laughter the lingers long after the joke ends- be a kind and shiny friend. —C.L. Fisher, December 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may notContinue reading “Shiny Friend”
When We Were New
“The soul is healed by being with children.” – Fyodor Dostoevsky When we were new, so young, and the world a beautiful mystery, when an empty suburban lot became an open prairie, when the water running alongside the curb seemed a mighty river, when a backyard swing took us on grand adventures, when afternoons wereContinue reading “When We Were New”
Starburst
I’d like to fly into a sunset, take on the colors of those fiery rays just as they break and settle on a far horizon, a starburst like winged flames of a hummingbird, reflecting the heat with every quickened beat of my tiny feathers, moving too fast to ever burn. —C.L. Fisher, Dec. 2021 UnlessContinue reading “Starburst”
A Lush Life
Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy! — Psalm 96:12 A smear and dab of yellow wash begins my practice — no theme, no subject, just memory of blooms and whimsy with shape and color, and I find a stillness and peace as I fill my brush with hued water, contemplating life,Continue reading “A Lush Life”
Joy Lives
Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy! Let the trees of the forest sing for joy! — Psalm 96:12 In sun-ray petals, in twilight lit dawning blooms — joy lives everywhere…. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not beContinue reading “Joy Lives”
Poetic Meanderings 